Can’t Win Me Back

"Lyse, you're finally awake!" Jameson held Alyssa's soft hands tightly as he caressed and kissed them longingly.

He had been so anxious that he was on the brink of tears.

"You've been sleeping for 24 hours.

You really scared me to death.

I was afraid that you were unwell! "T got a doctor to come over while you were asleep and got you injected with glucose.

You can't keep going on without food.

No matter how much you hate me, you shouldn't torture yourself.

Is it even worth it this way?" As a doctor, Alyssa knew she couldn't hold up much longer.

This bastard, Jameson, was right.

Even if she wanted to kill him, she needed to gather enough strength to do so.

"I'm craving meat," Alyssa uttered without looking at him.

After five days, Jameson finally invoked a normal response from her.

The quiver in his eyes reflected the joy within him.

"Sure...

have the kitchen staff

It'll be ready soon.

the kitchen staff prepared

sat in a wheelchair, two female helpers pushed her into the bathroom and attended

washed her up, groomed her, and

color returned to her face

still sunken,

gaze was

around her waist to

tightly in his arms,

were devoid of any

carried her carefully to the

at the dining table, he sat her on his lap and

care that his straightened suit was all crumpled

mobility

Jameson cut the steak

knew Jameson's patience

lowered her moistened

piece, she finished the

replaced by an emptiness, a darkness

his fingers grazing her cheek, his

good in

beautiful now." Alyssa shuddered when she thought about that drug

be overly resistant